"
As he spoke he drew a Colt 44 and tapped it.
"Never fear, Mr. Jellup," laughed Bob. "I suppose I can express my
suit case to the next town?"
"Ye can't do no business in this city, d'ye hear? Now, come on."
"Say, partner," interrupted Bob with his usual good humor, "if you
will let me take a snap of you I'll make you celebrated. 'Famous
gun man' of New Mexico. It'll be great."
In another moment the nettled marshal had Bob by the shoulder and
was whirling him out of the car. On the steps he threw the suit
case onto the sandy plain and then pushed the reporter roughly down
the steps. Ned and Alan stood, with flushed faces, watching the
reporter pick up his hat and suit case. Then young Russell made a
remark they could not hear and the marshal's revolver flashed in the
air. They could see the boy's face grow pale at last, but as he
straightened up the two men disappeared around the freight house.
Like a flash Ned was on the ground and after the marshal and his
victim. Alan and Buck came running in the rear, for the alert Buck
saw that something was in the air.
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